I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

Could it be that he also came with a mission?

Before Sima Ling came in, he heard the eunuch shouting again and again in a louder voice: "Elder Changshengzong Qiao arrived—"

"Emperor; empress; eldest prince to—"

Chapter 16 Elder Joe is Really Moist

coming!

Compared to Sima Ling, these people are obviously much more important.

Wang Wengong hurried to meet him.

Zhengzhou stood there feeling uneasy.

This stupid gentleman is here again, I hope nothing will happen today.

Soon after, surrounded by Wang Wengong, the emperor Zhao Xin walked into the Imperial College with the empress and prince.

Zhengzhou glanced at it.

The emperor was worthy of being an emperor, and the empress had a graceful appearance. She looked like a lady from everyone. Although she was old, she could still see the beauty of her youth from her facial features.

The first prince held a folding fan in his hand, somewhat similar to Zhao Xin, but compared to the faint king Zhao Xin, the first prince had a feeling of concern for the country and the people, not as vain as his father.

"Zhengzhou, how sure are you of climbing the tower today?" Zhao Xin asked with a smile.

Zhengzhou replied, "It has nothing to do with you, a fool."

"Hiss." The eldest prince Zhao Qiying gasped. He heard from his father yesterday that there was a loyal man who was not afraid of death in the court. After hearing that this person was the dude of Zhengzhou, Zhao Qiying didn't believe it at all, thinking that his father was deceived by appearances. Lie, but when he heard Zheng Zhou say that suddenly, he was still quite frightened.

This kid is interesting.

"Hehe." Zhao Xin laughed dryly, without any depression in his heart, but extremely happy.

Some people dare to call out the name of a faint king in front of their own faces.

Such behavior, how can we not make people burst into tears.

When Zhao Xin was moved by himself, the Guozijian had a few more powerful officials from the Song Dynasty.

Most of them are six puppets.

Only Zheng Linyuan holds the power alone.

It's almost time to meet people.

Zhao Xin coughed lightly and shouted loudly: "Quiet."

The host of the tower climbing ceremony is Wang Wengong.

But according to the etiquette of the Song Dynasty, no matter what happens, as long as the emperor is present, he has to speak first, and then return the presiding matter to Wang Wengong.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." All the officials knelt down, and their uniform voices resounded through the Imperial College.

"Yeah." Zhao Xin said calmly, "Everyone loves you."

"The Tower of Confucianism has not been opened for a long time because there were no new Confucianists born in the Song Dynasty. This is heartbreaking. Fortunately, Zhengzhou was born. In my opinion, he will be able to climb the sixth floor of the Tower of Confucianism."

Zhao Xin didn't dare to exaggerate, so as not to be distorted.

Zhengzhou "???"

"You stupid lord cursed me?"

"How can I die if I only climbed to the sixth floor?"

These words are just thinking about it, Zhengzhou is not stupid, and it is useless to say it now.

"Okay, let Wen Gong tell the rest, Zhengzhou, I look forward to your good news."

Zhengzhou didn't raise his head.

He already regards Zhao Xin as a great enemy.

All the people present here were witnesses in the court yesterday, and their attitude towards Zhengzhou was not surprising.

Wang Wengong walked out of the crowd wearing a moon white plain robe, holding a jade pillar in his hand.

"Your Majesty, please pass on the Confucian Pagoda. Do you want to show your true face?" Wang Wengong asked for instructions.

"En." Zhao Xin nodded.

After Wang Wengong got the order, he muttered something, but he just said something, because he was too far away from Zhengzhou and couldn't hear it clearly.

Soon, the columnar Confucianism Tower in Wang Wengong's hand was suspended in mid-air and changed from small to large. After a while, the entire Guozijian Square was occupied by the Chuanru Tower.

If you look at the city of Tokyo from a bird's-eye view, you will definitely find that in the Imperial College, there is a strange building with a width of more than [-] meters and a height of more than [-] meters that appears out of thin air.

"Your Majesty, the Queen, and all your lords, please move to the Xuanzheng Building, where the view is better and more transparent." After Chuanru Pagoda appeared, Wang Wengong stepped forward and said.

Later, under the leadership of Wang Wengong, everyone went up to the Xuanzheng Tower, and only one person from Zhengzhou stood next to the Chuanru Tower and observed carefully.

"What are you looking at, kid?" A voice came, and Zhengzhou looked for his reputation, and saw Qiao Shihan of the Longevity Sect standing leaning against the corridor.

Perhaps it was because her demeanor was too lazy, and the plain robe slipped off without a trace, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders like suet white jade.

Zhengzhou's pupils suddenly constricted.

Qiao Shihan was already beautiful, and her figure was even hotter. In addition to the unique demeanor of the Longevity School, Qiao Shihan's current posture was also a little more coquettish.

What does this person want?

While Zhengzhou appreciated it, he couldn't help feeling a little more apprehensive.

Although Qiao Shihan acted very naturally, she shouldn't be like this.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and she has absolutely no good intentions.

"Elder Qiao, be careful of typhoid fever." Zheng Zhou stepped forward and helped her pull up the slipped robe.

Qiao Shihan was stunned, she didn't expect Zhengzhou to be so courageous.

Just now Zhengzhou's fingertips inevitably brushed Qiao Shihan's delicate skin.

This was the first time in her life that she had skin-to-skin contact with a man.

A blush welled up Qiao Shihan's cheeks, Zheng Zhou couldn't help laughing when he found out.